The Thirteen problems

One Tuesday evening a group gathers at Miss Marple's house and the conversation turns to unsolved crimes...

...The case of the disappearing bloodstains; the thief who committed his crime twice over; the message on the death-bed of a poisoned man which read 'heap of fish'; the strange case of the invisible will; a spiritualist who warned that 'Blue Geranium' meant death...

Now pit your wits against the powers of deduction of the 'Tuesday Night Club'.

'The plots are so good that one marvels...most of them would have made a full length thriller'
DAILY MIRROR

They Came to Baghdad

A large number of persons.
A large quantity of jewels.
Enormous sums of money have disappeared.
Confirmation of the manufacture of a secret weapon has been obtained by a British agent. All the persons concerned were meeting in Baghdad and the code was 'A white camel loaded with oats is coming over the pass'.

'The most satisfying novel from one of the most satisfying novelists'
NEW YORK TIMES

Postern of Fate

Tommy and Tuppence Beresford have just bought an old house in a small English village. They talk to the neighbors as any newcomers would, about the house and its previous owners.
And Mary Jordan clearly did not die naturally - but why should a crime committed sixty years ago put the beresford's lives into such danger...

'The empress of crime novel'
SUNDAY EXPRESS

Passenger to Frankfurt

When a bored diplomat is approached in a bleak airport by a woman whose life is in danger, his interest is aroused. In a moment of weakness, he agrees to lend her his passport and boarding ticket.

Suddenly, Stafford Nye's own life is on the line. For he has unwittingly entered a web of international intrigue, from which the only escape is to outwit the Countess von Waldsausen - a power-crazed spider, hell-bent on world domination.


'It is not an impossible story - it is only a fantastic one'
AGATHA CHRISTIE

Partners in Crime

The scene of the crime...

The man rushed out of the house muttering with a kind of dreadful repetition, 'My God! My God! My God!'
His face was white and twisted, he staggered like a drunken man. Tuppence drew her finger absently across the gate-post.
'He must have put his hand across some wet red paint somewhere', she said idly.
But when Tommy and Tuppence went upstairs, they found a motionless figure in black and ermine stretched on the sofa. The beautiful face was untouched. The wound was on the side of the head. A heavy blow had crushed in the skull, blood dripped slowly on to the floor - but the wound itself had long ceased to bleed...

Parker Pyne Investigates

Are you happy? If not consult Mr Parker Pyne...
The advertisement appears in The Times every morning. Some readers ignore it. Some chuckle, and read on. And just a few make their way to Mr Parker Pyne's modest office, including:
The Middle-aged Wife
The Unappreciated Husband
The Discontented Soldier
The Beautiful Jewel Thief
The Bored Sahib...
and seven more unhappy people, bringing with them baffling and intriguing cases for the world's most unusual detective.

The Pale Horse

The Pale Horse was a converted Tudor inn tucked away in an English village, inhabited by the local witch, a learned female occultist and an inane medium draped in saris and beads.
Mark Easterbrook might have dismissed them as three harmless fools - if he had not suspected that the house was the headquarters of a gang that specialized in the removal of rich, unwanted relatives...

'Wholesale murder by black magic...highly ingenious, wholly enjoyable'
EVENING STANDARD

'The set-up is brilliantly ingenious...one of Miss Christie's best books for some time'
DAILY TELEGRAPH

'A really stunning conclusion, the finishing touch of master hand'
SCOTSMAN